Good Morning ~ I'm just waiting patiently (under the table) for breakfast to be served, it is taking furever. She would tell you "she has her reasons", which are totally unreasonable in my opinion.
You see, she wanted me to promise, it was called resolve ~ or make a resolution, that come the New Year ~ I would not wake her up at 4:00 am, when it was still dark outside. I did try. But my tummy made rumbly noises and I just could not help myself, so I meowed, and then I pawed at her foot and then meowed louder and then pawed at her arm which was sticking out from under the covers ... and then she mumbled "not yet". I know what "not yet" means.
But I didn't care.
So I jumped off the bed. I waited. Then I made a flying leap and jumped back up onto the bed, landing all 14 pounds of me on her not-yet-rumbly-tummy. "OMG CAT June she yelled!" But it worked, it always does. So up she got. And anyway, in my opinion, resolutions are meant to be broken.